Thursday, March 01, 2007

Why I like being a grown-up continued

Chocolate cake for breakfast.

And, if I'd had the cahones to actually do it, I would have called in horny this morning. Not sick. Horny. One too many goodbye kisses this AM. But alas, I didn't. So, I sit here at work, eating my chocolate cake, thinking about what might have been. Which is a lot more interesting than thinking about the things I should be thinking about at work. Like databases. Ooh yeah, baby, databases.

Nope, not quite the same.

1 comment:

Celebrate Woo-Woo said...

I've had many meals made of chocolate lately. Thankfully, I also eat breakfast at work, so I don't have to explain this grown-up allowance to my boys;>